Sunday workout:
Brick: Bike – 40 miles, Run – 3 miles
This bike ride was beautiful but SO hilly, and my legs were completely out of gas on Sunday. I got through it, though, and still felt good on my run. Also, Eric and I saw horses, cows, birds, groundhogs, deer, and a donkey on our ride!

Monday workout:
Rest day!
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How NOT to start your Monday:

Do a really hard and hilly brick workout on Sunday and then stay up until 11:30 pm Sunday night doing homework so that you are exhausted on Monday morning when your alarm goes off at 6:00 am.

Hit the snooze button on your alarm four times (probably angering your husband) and don’t actually get out of bed until 6:40 am, even though you have to leave your house by 7:00 am to make it to school on time and now do not have time to shower even though you haven’t showered yet from your brick workout on Sunday.

Quickly put the coffee on because you know there is NO way you will make it through the day without coffee. Use half a bottle of dry shampoo on your hair since you don’t have time to shower. Throw clothes on. Grab your lunch and breakfast that you packed the night before (thank goodness).

Hear a giant thunderclap followed by a downpour of rain. Realize that you are going to be late because in Washington, DC you can add one minute to your commute time for every drop of rain that falls from the sky.

Go to pour yourself a mug of coffee and realize you must have forgotten (again) to bring your travel coffee mug home from school. Remember that you took your husband’s travel coffee mug on Friday because the “extra” mug is not leak proof and your husband’s is and you are a 6-year-old child who cannot be trusted not to spill on yourself. Feel bad for taking your husband’s mug two work days in a row so instead fill the extra travel coffee mug and tell yourself not to spill coffee all over yourself. Run out of the house because it is now 7:05.

Go to get in the car and spill coffee all over yourself and your white (with blue plaid) rain coat. Run back inside and try to wash the coffee out of your rain coat because it’s your favorite and you don’t want it to stain. Hang your soaking wet raincoat in the shower to dry and rush back to the car because now it is 7:10 and it is still pouring and you are pretty sure you are not going to make it to school on time.

Realize you left your keys on the counter when you went back in the house to wash your rain coat. Sprint back to the house to get your keys and run back out to the car. Wonder if your husband has heard you running in and out of the house (in heels) 8 times like a crazy person or if he’s sleeping through the whole thing.

Sit in traffic for an hour (when your commute usually takes 15-20 minutes) and be late to school. Get to school and realize your rain boots are in the back of the car and the parking lot looks like Lake Michigan. Climb into the back of your car while wearing a skirt only to have people walking by look at you like you’re crazy. Get your rain boots, change into them, and run into school to be “only” 15 minutes late to class.
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Sadly, the rest of my day did not go much better–although eating leftover chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast helped!

Eric and I decided to have breakfast for dinner last night after we got home and realized we forgot to take anything out of the freezer (and because I could eat breakfast for every meal of the day).

I only added the eggs and sausage to try and add some protein to my meal. I would have been just fine eating only carbs/sugar/fruit for dinner:).

On Saturday night Eric and I went to my parents’ house to visit with them and my brother and sister, who were home from college for spring break! Sadly, I pulled a blogger fail and did not take any pictures:(.

My wonderful siblings wanted to bake me a cake for my birthday, but couldn’t decide between funfetti and chocolate–so my brother came up the with the brilliant idea of making both!

And so the chocolate funfetti cake with chocolate icing in the center and vanilla icing with funfetti sprinkles on top was born.